Its all the same nothing here seems to have changedThe shattered bottles and broken dreams still remainWhat was it for then to be made to feel?A curse so wretched a nightmare all too realAnd it will be this way foreverThe shards of glass that severedIt will take a chance of insanityThe start of death to end the griefTo steal the peaceThe life of a theifIs this what is greed?To take life to breatheIf judged this maybeLong after deceasedSo long is thy treeBurn slow sink deep(a whisper passed by through the leaves in the trees uttered its sectret grew faint and weak with it came tears with it came grief before there was hope before there was peace)A whisper sang sofly through night the sky became afire and diedThe struggles that once were are notCrossed out torn up thrown to rotThe fire the spire the fear and the burnGrow old grow tired look back at such turns sing into the breeze as if it carried a dreamIn hope sit in wonder if this was somethingThere was a light just out of sight of a truthJust out of touch with a clue that led to something anewAnd save stories in journals left behindFrom mankind in graves of grief and glorySurvived the last time